"Are you prepawed to make such a serious decision?" asked Henry.
"Cricket is pretty upset," said Patrick. "This was never what
we imagined, and on top of everything, poor Wiggle is sick."
"I'm working on helping Wiggle. I called Colonel Kramer," said
Henry. "He is sending someone who can help her. In the meantime,
are you ready to bring a puppy home?"
"I am fixing up a bed for him," just like Mr. Robin did for his babies,"
said Patrick. "Cricket and I are talking about our decision."
"Reclaim, Reuse, Recycle," said Patrick. "The pawfect thing
to do in an econ-no-money."
As Patrick painted the little bed for the puppy he hoped to have
someday, he understood what Mr. and Mrs. Robin went through when they took
the stuffing from the bus seat in the Gumdrop Garden. "They just
wanted the best for their babies, and now they are helping us to find a
baby of our own," thought Patrick.
"That looks really nice," she said, "how much did it cost?"
"Free!" said Patrick proudly. "Mrs. Upright said we could have it!
Wait until you see it when I'm done! It's going to be for our son!"
"Molly is calling Grannie Annie about the Missouri puppy," said Cricket,
"but I am scared to adopt a puppy that isn't going to live very long.
It's going to be so hard to love someone and lose him so soon. I
hate puppy mills!"
"Then there is only one thing left to do," said Patrick.
"Are you going to make me guess?" giggled Cricket.
"Of all the prepawrations we can make," said Patrick, "the most important
one is the one we make in our hearts."